(from 'a Wilderness')

(from "Moths") rainy late night, a bright glass door of the mall, the place of ghostly large, achromatic colored moths they always whisper under their breaths you beware of those who crush the eyes that are awake at night

(from "The Age of Peace")

As they pulled out her elbow,

indulgence flared up with heat

As the roar died down,

fear seeped into the void

Above it stretched humility with shallow roots

As they broke his knee,

arrogance was sucked

deep into the ground with pus

As the fury subsided,

shame crept into the void

Below it grew a leech as tenacious as tar,

gripping the earth with

a heavy and heavy

and obsessive hold

The suspicious limp swaying of the arms,

the pathetic dawdling of the legs,

no longer carried the plague

The world still looked strange,

but at last it was at peace.

(from "Ignorance of a Butterfly")

And ignorance has the mouth that never gets tired nor rests.

Only ignorance is busy with its mouth.

Ah,

my ignorance do pick on me, do ridicule me.

(from "on the settled life") sitting against a little light in the dark struck across a flash of strange feeling with a sinking heart, I turned my face and there, behind the empty space, remained only the familiar scenery if a stranger was standing there, the sin of unnaturalness would run rampant through the body weakness, ignorance, cowardly hope, cowardly belief, unlike all of those that stays in only slight desires, the sin of unnaturalness would run rampant

(from "One Late Spring Afternoon")

A smell of grilled fish

A scent of approaching summer mixed with dirt

A tiny fly hanging on the inside of a screen door

An empty screen door, a little later when I look back at

Silly lyrics of a popular song

A flow of lethargy instead of vitality

One late spring afternoon that makes everything feel meaningful

(from "The Last Poetry")

The scene was literally being exploded with rage

and the darkness was so murky as to make an ominous color.

Eventually, she pushed the opponent away

and as the door closed, she laid back in bed

and took an unsightly posture.

She seemed to be trying to sleep.

The artificial rays disappeared along with the opponent,

but the murky colored darkness remained in the place.

(from "The Loss") I still can't believe there is an end. What I want to believe is an eternity.

(from "One Afternoon") lying on the bed where pieces of my lips are scattered, thinking of the short stories of Sait Faik, savoring songs of an inexplicable-named band, wondering if her desperate look in the movie was real,

(from "Velleity")

Maybe you're right,

I would have to liberate myself from them.

A mere velleity, a little hope, that suffice for me,

but among you, with you, I also might have to make something of my life.

(from "the red rooms")

in front of my house,

there is a street lined with red rooms

out there are the prurient

with lewd hearts

devils are ceaselessly thrashing within them,

mistaking sordid selfishness for wisdom.